The handwriting on the prayer belt is like a peach blossom that blooms instantly.

It was obviously a biting winter day, but he seemed to be smelling the fragrance of peach blossoms, which made his heart soften.

This belt looked a bit old at first glance. It turned out that...Yu Qin was waiting for him to return to Beijing.

It turns out that he was not the only one suffering from unrequited love during these years at the border.

Huge joy rushed towards his face, but Yan Yunhe was too stupid to catch it. He even felt dizzy and felt a sense of panic.

Could this be another drunken dream? He didn't even dare to dream of such a thing.

With the cold prayer belt in his hand and the hot kiss on his lips, Yu Qin felt that he was distracted and finally stepped back.

He carefully looked at Yan Yunhe, only to find that his cheeks were red, his eyes had almost changed color, and even his lips were breathing rapidly.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Yu Qin asked nervously.

Yan Yunhe nodded dully: "Hanchu, my heart is about to burst out."

Yu Qin was just about to say, don't make such a joke, when Yan Yunhe grabbed his hand and pressed it on his chest, his heart beating violently. Almost in one piece, they hit Yu Qin's palm in a chaotic and trembling manner.

It was as if he wanted to use everything to tell him how happy and fond he was of Yan Yunhe now.

Yu Qin's fingertips were numb from the heartbeat. He wanted to pull his hand away, but was held tightly.

So Yan Yunhe sent the blush on his cheeks to Yu Qin with his heartbeat. His skin was white and the redness was even more obvious.

"I know, let go of me first." Yu Qin said.

Yan Yunhe held Yu Qin's hand with one hand and held the prayer belt tightly with the other. He looked at the tree: "Is it just this one, or are there more?"

These words were too straightforward, and his eyes were already reserved. I am ready to go, and I immediately want to plunder all the prayer tapes from the peach tree, and plan to open them one by one.

Yu Qin immediately said: "There are still children hanging up, don't do whatever you want."

Yan Yunhe said with some disappointment: "Okay."

He had been willful just now, and learned that he didn't even dare to think about it. thing. My brain is still in a state of chaos now, and I have many questions I want to ask, but I still can't calm myself down well.

If the banquet cloud has a tail, it has gone from dancing in ecstasy to listlessness at this moment.

"Do you still want it?" Yu Qin asked.

Yan Yunhe looked at him expectantly: "Is there any?"

Yu Qin asked: "What are you going to do?"

Yan Yunhe said: "Since I returned to Beijing safely, it means that this prayer belt is very effective, so just follow me It's the same bell as the general's bell given to you. I want one more to hide in my armor."

Yu Qin heard the subtext in his words. One day, Yan Yunhe would still return to that vast battlefield.

Although Yan Yunhe embarked on this path because of Yu Qin, after so many years, the duty of a soldier has long been integrated into his blood.

Yu Qin withdrew his hand, circled the tree several times, and took off several prayer ribbons.

Yan Yunhe was really doubtful. Yu Qin said that there were prayer ribbons hung by children on the tree, which were all excuses.

Otherwise, after so many years, how could I accurately identify which ones were my own? Which ones belong to others.

Putting the belt into Yan Yunhe's hand, Yu Qin lowered his eyes and said: "Don't just put it in the armor, use it on horses or weapons, anything that can be wrapped around it."

Yan Yunhe looked over one by one, mostly Prayers for peace.

The color is different from old to new, and it seems that it is not something that happened in the past two years, but has been there for many years. Before he knew it, Yu Qin was alone under this tree, praying for him.

"When exactly is it?" Yan Yunhe asked.

Yu Qin replied: "What do you mean?"

"Hanchu longed for me, missed me, worried about me, and was sad for me. When did it start?" Yan Yunhe put the prayer belt into his arms, looking like he was afraid of being caught. It looked like someone had robbed it.

However, Yu Qin did not answer, but turned around calmly: "Since you don't want to leave, just stay here with your child."

How could Yan Yunhe accept the other party's understatement of covering up the matter like this: "Tell me the truth. , so that I don't have to worry about checking."

Yu Qin grabbed his hand and turned his face: "I believe Master Yan can check it."

"You are so cruel, letting me look at so many files. An hour." Yan Yunhe seemed to be scolding, but his tone was completely soft.

He said that Yu Qin was cruel, but he really recognized it: "I've always been like this."

This meant that he liked Yan Yun He's trouble for him. Yan Yun He was so happy that he even said harshly: "Master Yu, if you want to do this, Don't blame me for being rude to you."

Yu Qin asked curiously: "How are you doing?"

The sky was getting dark, and the dead branches in the dark courtyard were shaking slightly with blessings.

Yu Qin was pressed against the tree, and Yan Yunhe kissed him passionately, almost engulfing him.

It was indeed very rude. During the separation, Yan Yunhe bit Yu Qin's cheek. It wasn't serious, but it still left teeth marks.

Yu Qin probably didn't expect that Yan Yunhe could do such a thing. He covered his face and said, "If the children saw it, how should I explain it?"

Yan Yunhe smiled unbridled: "Tell the truth, tell them, Don't be cruel to the person you like casually, you will be taught a lesson."

Yu Qin looked at his smile and felt helpless. In the end, he did not show up in front of the child, but left through the back door and returned to Yu Mansion at night.

Yan Yunhe returned to his house and looked at the blessing belt, smiling and feeling sad for a while.

Song Wen thought he was suffering from a hypochondriac disease and asked him if he wanted to invite a doctor over. Yan Yunhe just wanted him to get out, but then he thought again and said, "You ask Dr. Zhou to come over."

Dr. Zhou is the grandson of Dr. Zhou. Although his medical skills are not as exquisite as those of his grandfather, he has inherited seven points. Even if Yan Yun has a minor illness or pain, he is basically still called Dr. Zhou.

After all, Doctor Zhou is too old to bother him every day.

Song Wenzhen thought Yan Yunhe was feeling unwell, so after nervously inviting people over, Yan Yunhe kicked him out, and spent a long time alone in the room muttering to Dr. Zhou.

When Dr. Zhou finally came out, his face still looked strange.

Song Wen asked him nervously: "What's wrong with my master?"

Dr. Zhou hesitated to speak, and finally said: "The fire is strong and needs to be cooled down."

Song Wen said blankly: "It's such a cold day. Are you still angry?"

Dr. Zhou said, "Well, the fever is too strong. We need to find other ways to relieve it."

Song Wen asked again, but Dr. Zhou refused to say anything.

In the evening, Song Wen wanted to give Yan Yunhe a bath as usual, but was rejected by the other party. After he finished his work, as usual, when he entered the room carrying Yan Yunhe's snacks for the night, he found that there was no trace of Yan Yunhe in the room. .

Song Wen put down his things as usual, stuffed two mouthfuls of snacks into his mouth, and fell directly on Yan Yunhe's bed.

In retaliation, he rubbed his lips covered with snacks on the quilt: "Sir, you'd better come back soon, I also have a temper."

Song Wen's inner voice, why Yan Yun didn't care, Yu Qin became even more angry Nothing is known.

Yu Qin's life is very regular. He likes to seek stability in order, so he often does the same thing day after day.

This habit comes into full play when you like someone.

He was used to practicing his sword before bathing and reading before going to bed. When he came out of the study, his old servant had already gone to bed.

Yu Qin held an oil lamp and walked slowly through the empty corridor. Yu's mansion was too big and there were too few people.

He stopped where he was and looked at the moonlight, which was indeed cooler. After returning from the Salesian Home, my loneliness not lessened but increased.

If a person has experienced warmth, when he returns to the original place, the loneliness will be doubled.

Yu Qin put his hands around the swaying candle, as if to protect himself from the wind, and as if to feel the rare warmth.

As soon as he reached the outside of the bedroom, a hand came out from behind and pulled him in.

Yan Yunhe pressed him against the door and looked at him curiously: "Why are you not surprised at all?"

Yu Qin blew out the oil lamp in his hand: "If you were me, you wouldn't be surprised if you encountered this kind of thing again and again. "What's more, you..."

"What's more," Yan Yunhe asked.

What's more, tonight's banquet was so intense that the smell on his body was too strong, as if he had just taken a bath. The light fragrance was baked by the high temperature of his skin and spread in the air.

As soon as he reached the window, he smelled a vague smell. The moment the door opened, he knew who was inside.

Putting down the oil lamp casually, Yu Qin said, "Master Yan, have you drank?"

Why didn't Yan Yun deny it? He let go of Yu Qin's hand, and it was rare that he didn't corner the person and teased him every word.

Instead, he entered the inner room gracefully, turning a blind eye to the seat beside him, and went straight to the bed.

Yan Yunhe sat beside the bed, his posture relaxed as if he was the master here.

"Hanchu, come here."

Yu Qin was used to Yan Yunhe's impulsiveness after drinking. He even doubted one thing: "Are you sober?"

Yan Yunhe's hair was still a little wet and was not tied up. The robes were all loose: "You can confirm for yourself whether you are awake or not."

After saying that, he laughed: "I don't think I am very awake. Maybe I am crazy."

Yu Qin frowned and stepped forward quickly. First, he put his hand on his forehead and felt the temperature on it: "Your face is very hot, but you have caught the wind and cold?"

Yan Yunhe shook his head: "No, I just took some medicine."

"Yu Qin said with some worry: "Since you are not feeling well, , why don't you go see the doctor?

After saying that, he touched the end of Yanyunhe's cold hair: "Why don't you dry it? " "

Yan Yunhe leaned back, bent his arms to support the bed, raised his knees, and the satin robe clung to his body according to the movement: "I just came here after seeing the doctor, and it was also the medicine he prescribed for me. .

"This medicine must be given with wine to strengthen your courage. " "Yan Yunhe's eyes were already a little distracted. Different from his relaxed expression, his robe gradually showed its condition.

No matter how slow Yu Qin was, he noticed something was wrong at this time. He turned his eyes away from Yan Yunhe's face with difficulty. Pulling away, he fell between his legs.

Yan Yunhe closed his legs for a moment, then slowly opened them: "Don't you ask me what kind of medicine it is? "

Yu Qin didn't speak, but the breath all over his body became tight and dangerous.

It was like there were invisible threads wrapping the two of them, and the air became thick and hot.

"What medicine? "Yu Qin's voice has become hoarse.

The medicinal properties surged up, and Yan Yunhe fell down on the bed. A strand of hair fell between his lips and teeth. He narrowed his golden eyes and laughed softly: "It's a medicine to help you feel happy. "